Sci Fi
I Can Be a Hero Too
Dad wears tight straps in seven-league boots as he tends to stretch Mom's rough, black hair. Like gold threads. Precious. "Oh, Besslynn, your mother would be so proud," said my father, helping me tie the ropes. "Who would have thought that our people could have such magic."
By Ranju rana5 years ago in Fiction
Nothing To Sneeze At
"And are you really there?" Asked Felicity looking around the room. "Why do you think we are wearing masks?" Said, Mark. Felicity was not the sister of science, far from it, but she realized how absurd it was to try to see Gina. It is not as absurd as trying to make yourself invisible and instead of transforming yourself into ...
By Saroj Rana5 years ago in Fiction
The Terrible
Terrible has fitted him with a special conveyor belt. It carried the Invulnerabella, moving toward the fiery furnace of metalworks, with its muscular arms flexing with carbon-titanium cables. His curse robbed him of his strength whenever he was arrested; the story was just glamorous. His trap would be to plunge him into the very tools that make up the ropes. It was the worst, most horrible sentence ever handed down to him.
By Saroj Rana5 years ago in Fiction
Everlasting
In the morning you find a farmers' market blossoming with flowers and fruit on the sidewalk. Chariots and tables point to the area with their elbows, advertising chard, sunflowers, and lots of crabs. The bridge above beats its unusual heartbeat as the cars run forward over the concrete planks.
By Puja sharma5 years ago in Fiction
The Centurion
The disgusting movement of her skin shows me — that, and her strange fascination with clocks. Most of the aliens of the Federation have varying degrees of sentience iridescence, but only centurions have that unusual concern, which almost becomes a concern over time.
By Saroj Rana5 years ago in Fiction
Wanderer of the Apocalypse - Episode IV
Morning came, and everything was quiet in the neighborhood. I was peacefully sitting in the kitchen. I listened to some Duran Duran in my headphones, while I waited on my kettle to provide me with near-boiling water for my tea. Breakfast was barely served and Rupert had already devoured the contents of his plate.
By BPDCupcake5 years ago in Fiction
Insight
Donovan stood in front of the teleporter and stared at it for the longest time. ENTER YOUR DESIRED DESTINATION There were teleporter spots placed in various locations within a two-mile radius from each other. Teleportation didn’t work exactly how Donovan had always imagined it. As convenient as it was, somebody just couldn’t teleport from anywhere.
By Jasmine Aguilar5 years ago in Fiction
A Free Online Science Fiction Novel- “Liberty”- Chapter 7
*Note- *Note- A short prologue is on chapter one. Each chapter has a link to the next to make reading it easier. This is chapter seven of a novel I am sharing online, titled Liberty, A Daughter Universe Novel. I use the word “Liberty” because it relates to this story on multiple levels.
By Blaine Coleman5 years ago in Fiction

